Dirty Truth

“I…I do not know why wolves of your royal calibre’ have come to this small, unworthy pack…” Alpha Stewart said, “…but I humbly apologize for having not recognized you. This has come as a surprise to me and the rest of the pack, so I ask that you forgive us.”

A whoosh of wind flew by and with another intake of breath, Denise could practically smell their fear dangling in the air. They feared her, just as they would’ve feared the wretched royal family. Even though she had never considered herself as one of them, merely carrying their blood was enough to make her suddenly become a bad guy.

Biting her lip, Denise cautiously stepped forward, setting her bags down and resting a hand on Jack’s shoulder. He understood the gesture and stepped back a bit, but his figure did not move too far away from them.

“There’s nothing to forgive, Alpha Stewart…” She finally said, stepping forward. “I am not one of them and neither is my son, so please raise your head.”

Alpha Stewart’s arms shook as he foll